I was a married man, and she was only seventeen.The next few weeks I tried to make sure that one of the band mothers was there to give her a ride if s...e needed. That worked fine, and I also made sure the boys rode with me, just in case.Then the end of marching band season, came and now it was orchstra, and wouldn't you guessed it, Lindsey was the star there! I made it through the last three months with minimal interaction with Lindsey. The third concert of the spring, and Karen flaked out on. If I earn that ass I'm taking it.The customer I saw that morning was not even remotely interested in our product. His company was on shut down for retooling and he had time to kill. My time.That little bitch knew it and had set me up.I was on the phone to Taylor by 10:30, instead I got the office receptionist who told me Taylor was working from home this morning. Apparently she had to wait for her new dining room suite to be delivered. I phoned her cell number, "You're early, did your meeting. Usually we try not to mark each other where it shows." Yes," said Jacqui thoughtfully, "Donald and I were careful about that."Queenie looked absolutely flabbergasted. "You mean you're into SM as well?" What's SM?" asked Jacqui, "We just used to spank each other and things..." her voice trailed off."SM is what you were doing. Aren't you in a group or a club?" asked Queenie."No. We just did it together. Then he kept on getting rude with me, touching me, and things and one day he tried to fuck me. “Hi Helen, I’m Jane,” she said cheerfully. “Come in.” Helen smiled and went inside. She was taken into a small back room, with soft lighting and a massage couch right in the middle. There was a beautiful smell of incense - strong but not overpowering or smoky. The girl invited her to sit down and offered her a glass of wine. Helen warmed to her right away. “Have you had massage before?” she asked. “No,” replied Helen, “but I’ve often thought about it.” “Are you a sensuous person… I mean, are.